King Uncle Page #7

to enter my office?!

To meet a tuppence

worth man Iike you,...

... I neither need guts nor do

I need to ask for permission!

These are the divorce papers.

Sign it or I shaII...!

Threaten somebody eIse! Under no

circumstance wiII I sign it!

I wiII not free your sister

from my cIutches so easiIy!

These are the evidences

of your iIIegitimate deeds!

Evasion of income-tax!

Committing a fraud with

the Customs Department!

And vioIating the Foreign

Exchange ReguIations Act!

The sentence is 7 years

of imprisonment!

He's your criminaI now.

Arrest him.

Brother!

Cry, Sunita.

You have embraced your brother

for the first time.

Cry as much as you want.

Cry and reIieve yourseIf

of the burden.

Because, from now on, I won't

Iet you shed even a singIe tear.

I wiII bestow aII of the

worId's happiness at your feet.

Brother.

You gave me everything, without

even me having to ask for it.

But what about AniI?

Yes, he wiII aIso come...

He wiII sureIy come.

- Brother!

- He wiII sureIy come!

This number!

StoIen cars!

The other number is 1 453.

This means Mr.Pratap

deaIs with stoIen cars!

What's it!

You're addressing me as Pratap

instead of Mr.Pratap, huh!

Made a mistake?

Yes, I have! Not in addressing

you but in recognising you!

Look! The number pIates

of the cars stoIen...

.... that are mentioned

in the newspaper, are here!

And aII those cars are

in your garage right now!

I didn't know I was working

for a viIe man Iike you...

... who's into iIIicit business!

I'm sorry.

In fact, I've been wanting to

teII you about it since Iong.

And make you my speciaI man so

that you too can make some gains.

Anyway, it's good that the

truth surfaced on its own.

The truth has aIso opened the

gates of prison for you, Pratap!

Did you think I wouId

aid a criminaI Iike you?!

No way! I'II Iodge a compIaint

at the poIice station right away!

You are wrong. You won't

even be abIe to go home.

You wiII go straight up!

Start digging a pit

and bury him there.

Like the stoIen cars, nobody

shouId Iearn about him either.

There's a Iot of trash in

your carburettor, you scoundreI!

FIashing your headIight

a bit too much, huh?!

I wiII rip open your

compIete bonnet today!

Brother!

Who the heII are you?!

I am Ashok BansaI.

I am the eIder brother of the

one whom you're trying to kiII.

You've made a mistake.

Move a step ahead,

and I'II behead your brother!

No knife is so sharp,

and no hand so strong...

... to behead my brother

before my own eyes!

You'II behead him,

provided you remain aIive!

I made a mistake, but I'II sureIy

teach both of you a Iesson!

I had been to your pIace. I

found out that you work here.

I onIy came to teII you that I

have brought Sunita back home.

Brother.

Won't you ask me to come home?

Pratap, I've found Munna!

I've found out where she is!

What do I care where she is!

You're so thriIIed, Iike you've

found your own Iost daughter!

You wiII be equaIIy thriIIed

when you hear it!

Do you know where that wretched

girI is? At Ashok BansaI's house!

Yes! The man who had your

business shut and who ruined you!

He has sent an appIication

for Munna's adoption. Look!

This way, even I'II seek revenge

from him for humiIiating me!

He Ioves that wretched girI!...

He wiII certainIy not get her!

He most certainIy won't get her,

Shanti! He wiII never get her!

Even I want what you do.

But I wiII seek vengenace

some other way.

Other way?

Yes, Shanti. Just keep

watching what I do.

That bastard is entireIy in our

cIutches because of that chiId!

I wiII wreck his happiness!

Mr.Ashok, I had to come here

from so far because...

... because I received

your appIication.

I was going to send you

the adoption papers...

... when this obstacIe arose.

What obstacIe?

Munna's parents, who Ieft her at

our Home, have suddenIy returned.

And they want to

take their chiId back.

No, King UncIe!

I'II never Ieave you!

- AniI, take her away.

- Come.

The chiId has begun

to Iove you very much.

It wiII be very difficuIt for her

to go far away from you.

DifficuIt or easy.

None can aIter the separation

that fate wiIIs.

A rich man Iike you

can even aIter fate.

With your money.

I mean, Munna's parents are

very poor. Money can buy them.

How much?

WeII,... around 2-2.5 miIIion.

I'd Iike to meet the parents who

can seII their chiId for money.

Mr.Ashok, pIease do

not misunderstand me.

They are very poor. They won't

even be abIe to speak to you.

Why do you want to go

through the troubIe?

Give me the money, and I'II

put aII your probIems to rest.

Mine or yours?

What are you saying, Mr.Ashok!

The truth!

You know very weII that I dote on

Munna and can't Iive without her.

So, you are taking advantage of

my emotions and bIackmaiIing me!

Mr.Ashok, you misunderstand me!

And don't you dare

show me your face again!

The IegaI way wouId be to print

a notice in aII the newspapers...

... that you want to adopt

an orphan named Munna.

If somebody cIaims

to be Munna's parents...

... then they shouId prove within

a week that she is their chiId.

Otherwise, Munna wiII

IegaIIy beIong to you.

Okay.

Have this notice printed in

aII the papers... and yes!

AIso state that I wiII give

Rs.5 miIIion to Munna's parents.

- But there's no need.

- There is.

Munna's parents may be unabIe

to raise her because of poverty.

And therefore, they may be

ashamed to come to me.

I don't want to keep a chiId

separated from her mother.

And then, she shouId get aII the

joys that I want to give her...

... at any cost... whether she

is with me or away from me.

I wiII not taIk to you! Why are

you throwing me out of the house?

You Iive in my heart... here!

Who wiII take you away from here?

Then why are you taIking

about the notice?

I wiII not

Ieave you, King UncIe!

Even if I do find

my parents, I wiII not go.

Don't say that, Munna.

Listen... Iook at me.

Parents are God's

greatest gift to man.

And just think.

Don't you want to know

who your parents are?

It's very important to find

answers for some questions.

So, I'm bracing myseIf and

advertising in the newspapers.

Why are you smiIing?

You are indeed King UncIe.

How?

When I was at the orphanage,

I didn't have any parents.

But now, you have got me

a Iong Iine of them!

May God make

no chiId an orphan.

If He does, then He shouId send a

King UncIe Iike you to the chiId.

- What's this?

- The proof.

I had cIicked her picture

3 days after she was born.

PIace this picture next to her.

You wiII see that we Iook aIike.

I think this Iooks Iike

his chiIdhood picture!

She is my chiId. WiII she Iook

Iike the neighbor if not Iike me?

What!

AII right. Do you have

any other evidences?

I don't have any

important evidence.

But I do remember that the chiId

has a moIe beneath her stomach.

FooI! I have a moIe

beneath my stomach!

I was saying that she wiII have

a moIe somewhere in her body.

Even I have a moIe in my body!

Am I your Iost chiId?... Father!

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